Devin Booker House Novels & Stories

“No. But I need to know how to survive it. If your family’s coming here... if the Consortium’s what you say it is, and you’re at the center of it—I need to be more than a pretty thing you hide behind bulletproof glass.” Lucian’s expression changed—just barely. A flicker of something between admiration and worry. “You think I haven’t protected you?” “I think you can’t always be there,” she said. “And I want to protect myself.” There was a long pause. The fire crackled. Then Lucian rose, moving to the cabinet beside the fireplace. He pulled open a drawer and returned with a thin leather-bound book. He handed it to her. “What’s this?” she asked, flipping it open.

“How did you get this?” Kiara narrowed her eyes, “it was among the pile of books that Gwen delivered to me, and she said they were from you.” Devon sighed loudly and pinched the spot between his brows; this particular one wasn’t meant to be delivered, at least not yet. Turning his back on her, he opened his bedside drawer, tucked the book in there and locked it in. “Read the other ones, that one is not for you, yet.” “Is that meant to be a joke?”

Joe began, as my ears itched to hear the rest. "What are you talking about, Joe?" Tommy buzzed, as if reading the question on my mind. "It also says in this book that Devan had a brother who died..." "Robb... He died a few days ago." I muttered, as Big Joe nodded. "Just that he didn't really die." Joe announced, as Tommy and i exchanged quick galnces. "What are you talking about?" Tommy questioned intently, as Big Joe turned the pages of the book hurriedly, until he got to one that was filled with scribblings.

For him, it is not something out of the ordinary. “I bought land before located in a sub-urban area. I decided to build a house there for my future family.” He said honestly. Amber couldn’t help but remember that probably that house was built for his ex-girlfriend, Raven. Devlin has never mentioned Raven nor his brother. She also wonders about his relationship with his parents and brother now. Moreso, that his family was also investigated. She didn’t dare ask that question. They got inside the huge mansion made of solid marble. Once inside, Amber was welcomed with all the housemaids lining up in front of her.

The child's smiles were frightening and his eyes were still glaring. The man spoke and read the contents of the book to the child. He said a loud prayer as he continued to mention the name of the devil. One teacher sprinkled holywater on the spirit that had possessed the child. A teacher on the right side of the man trembled as he held the cross. "Ahhhhhhh .....! Ahhhhh .....!" The girl was screaming. The child's body became more wounded and her body was full of blood because of the wound caused by the devil on the child's body.

Devin was a sweetheart, he was always kind to me. We met for the first time through Penny at her birthday party two years ago; we had a great time together. I enjoyed his company and sense of humor more than anything that night. Unfortunately, he needed to leave after that night. He was a doctor, a pediatrician, a doctor who specialized in children. So he volunteered in South Africa with a few other doctors for a year before coming back to Chicago. It was a joyful moment meeting him, at the same time discovering he was my neighbor too. One of the main reasons I bought my splendid, sumptuous apartment was Devin. He kept me entertained through my bad days, and I kept his stomach filled with my

" Lillian, if you wanted a house, you should have told me. My brother doesn't do things for free. And his terms are dangerous." I swallowed, that familiar tension growing in the pit of my stomach again." I know, and I didn't want a house, he offered it." His eyes widened, a worried expression on his face." There's always a price attached when you bargain with the devil." I snorted." Zayden is human not a devil."

It started thundering and pouring heavy rain, Devlin wanted to find somewhere to stop, tomorrow morning after everything is sorted out he will return. Devlin stopped the car in front of the only old church here, not a single house around. The atmosphere was terrifying, it was raining heavily outside and there was no sign of stopping. Devlin stepped inside, someone had lit a big bonfire in the middle, a smell of baked potatoes hit his nose, fatigue, hunger, and cold made him unhesitatingly sit down next to the pile. fire. While waiting for the other potatoes to cook, he took out his iPhone and looked at the company's transactions. Devlin is a workaholic but it's worth it, his career, Gunner C

My tycoon husband was a charmer. But I never worried about it. Not when I still remembered throwing myself in front of a car to save him, losing both my legs in the process. Sebastian Walker had promised he would love me for the rest of his life, even if I could never give him a child of my own. When I was rushed into the hospital after the accident, the doctor said my spine couldn't handle the weight of a pregnancy. If I ever got pregnant, my back would break. So Sebastian made the call himself. He cut back on how often we were intimate, and he even set aside his pride as a man to get a vasectomy. Everyone said I was the one thing that mattered most in Sebastian's life. I believed it t

The reply I got shocked me to my core. I am celebrating Devil’s Night in Detroit with your mate Damien. Come join us! Happy birthday sis! -S Author's note: follow me on Instagram for updates on all current books and info on upcoming books. Instagram: dahliaknoxwrites